Chapter 83 - FALL OF DRACULA II

"Dracula," intoned a voice, resonant and synthetic, broadcasting from concealed amplifiers embedded across the ravaged terrain. "The hour of your demise has arrived." Stepping forth from the swirling dust clouds was Nexus, the unchallenged monarch of mechanical domains, his chassis an exquisite amalgamation of hyper-alloys, quantum processors, and adaptive nanotechnology, ocular sensors pulsing with data streams. At his side materialized Cronos, sovereign of the necrotic realms, his skeletal visage shrouded in billowing cloaks of shadow essence, wielding a scythe forged from condensed oblivion that hungered for life forces. Their arrival had been facilitated by Hermes, the elusive messenger deity, who dissolved into the ether the moment his conveyance concluded—ever evasive, prioritizing self-preservation.